The Next Time - The Durutti Column

I Try My Best To Understand

These Things You Have To Say

But Even When You Lie In Bed

You Seem So Far Away

I Pray That I’ll Behold Again

I Try To Make

An Image Of The Perfect World

These Chains Just Won’t Break

I Try My Best To Get It Through

I Still Need You Here

Every Time We Get To Touch

It Still Won’t Make It Clear

The Nights Are Getting Longer

The Years Wearin' On

We Are Running All The Time

The Next Time’s Just Begun